Cats 1 - Poem by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond

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To walk as you walk, green eye, smiler, notEven ostentatiously alone but simplyAlone ... arching the back in courteous discourtesy,Gathering the body as a dancer before an unworthyAudience, treading earth scantly - a task to be doneAnd done with, girt (curt introvert) for privatePrecise avoidance of the undesired,Pride-attired, generalissimoKnife-eyed, bisector of moonshine with indigoShadow, scorner of earth-floor, flaunter ofSteel-hard sickle curve against the sky ... !

Comments about Cats 1 by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond

A perfect understanding of cats; elegant, eclectic, entertaining, explicit, extravagant and erudite, Tessimond is a great yet unsung poet.
I wish I knew more about him than the weak limited biography published and repeated on the web.(Report)Reply